Hahahaha
Jade
Fucking hilarious.
I smile because itispretty fucking hilarious.
But as I look over the data on my screen, I let out a little laugh.
It’s the hollow heart field data, with irrigation numbers streaming in while Silas is out there working it right now.
So… technically, I told them the truth.
Keigan
You’re boring.
Yup. Now let me be boring in peace. *Salute emoji*
I set my phone down and push to my feet, choosing to ignore any other messages from them about this. Because they’re right. This is boring.
It’s time for a field trip.
I head out of the office and across the lot, right for the hollow heart field. As I walk over the packed red dirt between the fields, I push my sleeves up to let the sun warm my skin and glance towards the tree line, which is now full and green. The breeze rustles gently in the leaves, and the sound of birds chirping carries through the air.
There’s nothing quite like summer in PEI.
The centre pivot irrigation system comes into view, stretching across the field in a long metal line with each tower set on wide wheels to let it move over the rows. Water sprays from the hanging lines beneath it, fanning out in overlapping arcs that sweep across rows, the mist catching the sunlight as it drifts and settles into the soil below. The entire system moves so slowly it almost looks still.
Silas is at one of the towers, standing beside the wheels with his head down, focused on the soil at his feet. He glances backwhen he hears me coming, and I step up next to him, tipping my head back to take in the length of the system with a smile.
“I never got to see any of this actually run when I was in Toronto. I just wrote the programs and watched the data roll in.” My gaze drops back to him, my smile widening as I take in the dirt on his skin and clothes. “This is pretty fucking cool.”
He huffs out a quiet laugh. “You can set it up next time, then.”
I let my eyes track along the structure again, following it out across the field as tower after tower disappears into the distance, and shake my head. “No, I’m good.”
He smirks and steps over a row of soil, continuing towards the next tower.
I follow, looking down at the wet, red dirt shifting under me, and curse at myself for not wearing boots to come out here.
Goodbye sneakers…
“Everything is looking good on the data so far,” I say as he stops at the next tower.
“Yeah?” he asks, looking at me with a hopeful expression.
I nod. “Moisture’s holding where it should across all zones.”
Silas smiles, and my eyes immediately drop to his lips.
Fuck. Maybe it was a mistake coming out here.
My gaze drifts over him, taking in the way his dark grey T-shirt clings to his shoulders and chest from the light spray, the dirt streaked across his forearms, the way his jeans sit perfectly on his hips…
And that smile.
I force my eyes away, tipping my head back to stare at the pivot like I have any idea what I’m looking at beyond what it feeds me on a screen.
